MAMA DON’T (SHARE)

Yesterday, Sunday, I found out that my son had his first cub scouts meeting on Wednesday. Like, five days ago Wednesday. And I just found out about it. FUCK. Now, I know I’m busy, and I sometimes forget things, like, say, my own lunch, but I don’t forget shit like my son’s first cub scout meeting. … Continue reading MAMA DON’T (SHARE)

FEEL AGAIN

For my whole life, as long as I can remember, in the entire history of “Michelle Does Exercise,” I’ve been drawn to heat. Fire. Intensity. Sweat. If I ran, I ran as fast and as far and as often as I could. I’d run a 5k, fly somewhere and run four legs of a 200 mile … Continue reading FEEL AGAIN

ME, MYSELF, AND I

Tuesday, 9:15 pm., January of the New Year. Me: Various sighs, groans, furrowed brows and a giant flop on the couch. My husband: raised eyebrow, turn of the head, “what’s up babe? What’s coming up for you?” Me: glare. Then a loud, overstated, “IT’S AFTER 9PM, I’VE BEEN UP SINCE 6 AND IT’S THE FIRST … Continue reading ME, MYSELF, AND I